S c a b

Just for you.... A little F**k You Sandwich

F**k you

And your push and pull

I hate the games you play with me

The way you can so easily arrange me

In any order you want

Last week was bullshit on your part

I welcomed you back into my space

On Saturday night spent hours     

Woke up lazy and cozy in my bed

Sips of coffee on the porch.

Then back to your normal life

But Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday you wanted my time

Reached out to me

Although, my guard fully up--with reason when it comes to you

I let you come, but with no expectations…this time

But that didn’t stop the coldness of your silence

I should have known better than to tangle with you again

Left me on read…

My thoughts in turmoil- something you eagerly give me

Was it something that slipped from my lips?

A look on my face…the scent of my perfume?

I replay our last interactions  

With a magnifying glass

I have been thinking about you all weekend…

and I have finally figured it out.

The problem is not with me

Its you.

You’re a b***h

Gutless  

Lying.. shady... worthless scab.

So...Fuuuuck you.  

 

 

 

Author's Note

To get the emotions out. We all have these right? The fuck you poems?